8 Random Things About Me
It is always an honor to be tagged for some meme or other (this time by Scott—thanks, man!), although it puts me even farther behind posting some Really Great Stuff™ I have in the works. (There’s a bunch of half-written posts lying about the house, written using the reverse side of Declaration of Independence reproductions and a quill. Very analog not to mention patriotic.)
Note to self: Must be careful not to repeat any random things from the last time a similar meme went around.
Rules:
- We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
- Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
- People who are tagged write their own blog post about their eight things and include these rules.
- At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names [um, rules are made to be broken]. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and that they should read your blog.
OK, let's call tony.random() 8 times and see what we get.
- The tendon behind the first knuckle of my fifth finger is too short, so I am unable to straighten them fully—just the most unusual of a number of physical defects. A perfect specimen, I’m not. We won’t go into the mental defects. Let’s see, I forgot what I was doing...
- Despite my physical defects, I have a resting heart rate in the low 50s, supposedly the same as a “well-conditioned athlete.” As if. What's that about?
- A corollary to number 2: My patented “half-hearted” diet, on which I succeeded in losing 15 pounds and counting, included no exercise other than, you know, the usual elbow bending. The book will be out in time for Christmas.
- Brussels sprouts are one of my favorite vegetables, although I’m not a big fan of other members of the cabbage family. Plus the plant looks so cool.
- I hear people complain all the time about how much email they get. I get almost none (two or three a week). I am just so popular.
- A corollary to number 5: I wish I were better at keeping in touch with people. The one exception is my first college roomate who tracked me down after 30 years. I Googled him a number of times myself, but never found him, and it’s a miracle he found me, since there are a million Tony Greens on the Internets. Which one am I? I’ll never tell!
- After experiencing some pain in my right hand back in the mid-Nineties, I started mousing with my left hand and now rarely use my right hand except to sign autographs.
- Unlike most people, I really wish that [IndexOutOfRangeException!]
Aaack. I guess you can only call tony.random seven times. Sorry, guess I’ve got some debugging to do.